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Happy

So. I'm done dealing with the layout, thank goodness. I can't believe I once considered a career as a programmer. I'm sick of HTML! Anyway. It is a happy day. (Kind of) premature congrats to Sasha! My belief is that an engagement is a promise, not a piece of jewelry. But if that promise happens to coincide with a gift of something shiny, who are we to complain?

But seriously folks. I'm not feeling especially long winded, so I'll save my rant about symbols vs. reality in relationships and how those things affect how relationships are viewed by others. For now, I'll just say I'm looking forward to having someone sane to commiserate with! Sasha, I hope you don't have to fight off a crazy portugese lady with a veil like I did.

Later Days,
Laura

My blog (ick! hate that word) looks a little sad right now. I'm messing around with templates; soon it will be happy again!

I never thought this day would come

Let me gloat for just a sec. WHOOOHOOO!!!!!!!!!

Ok. Done. All I can think about right now is waking up after election day four years ago completely heartbroken. Constitutional bans on gay marriage passed. Bush won. I was despondant. Hate and fear were productive campaign tactics. To be crass, it completely sucked. And now? I'm jubilant. There are a few ballot measures I'm still looking at, but I feel like hope and unity are more important to our country right now than oppression and moral elitism. I'm thrilled. More later, when I'm less emotional.

Later Days,
Laura

Being in a mutual responsible relationship is a dream, dream, dream

I have this jingle from a horrible commercial stuck in my head. It's for the "Rose Petal Cottage". The line I can't stop singing goes "I love when my laundry smells so clean. Taking care of my home is a dream, dream, dream." Need I mention that the commercial only shows girls and the cottage is in yellows, pinks and purples? This comes from the makers of the "lillypad castle" where a girl can "wait for her prince to come". Frog to kiss included. No joke.

Ack.

It's a good day, Tater.

So I've spent the day decorating/rearranging my apartment. It looks pretty fantastic. It doesn't have those typical apartment white walls; they're actually a pretty grey/blue.

The impetus for the whole shebang was getting my TV out of the bedroom. I put it in the 2nd bedroom/office and put the elliptical back there to get it out of the living room. Its especially nice because now I can have the TV on while on the computer. Futurama is on right now.

Side note: why aren't there any guys in cleaning supplies commercials? Besides the hapless husband/child archetype, of course. It bothers me. Jimmy does just as much cleaning as I do, typically. And neither of us particularly enjoys it. So, boo marketing. Maybe if TV actually portrayed men cleaning, societal opinion of cleaning as "women's work" would start to shift.

Anyway. TV is out of my bedroom, which is good. All my boxes are now unpacked or put away, which is great. AND I cashed in my points and am getting a new entertainment center and curtains! Ok, maybe I'm overly excited. But I like it when my place looks pretty.

In other news, I've switched to a four day workweek. It makes the days long, but I really like having a three day weekend. I'm running up to Florence a lot to do wedding stuff and help my mom decorate the basement. And I'm going up to Toledo a couple of times next month, so the extra weekend day is really useful. Yay state government!

Hey, did you see that Colin Powell endores Barack Obama? I always liked that guy. Except for the whole anthrax vial at the UN thing. But everyone makes mistakes.

Later Days,
Laura

I got a wedding dress!!!